New Roommates Chapter 3: About Me and You, a vampire knight fanfic

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New Roommates

Nothing Can Get Past Me.

You Make Me Feel

Alive.

Continue The Game

"I'm so bored."

What can I do?

Rima and Shiki were awake at daytime. They were supposed to be asleep but since they didn't have class tonight, they might as well as not sleep.

Heck, not like they care. It's a whole day to consume pocky, pocky, and pocky.

Well, for Rima anyway.

"Do what you usually do." It was low but loud enough for Rima to hear. She groaned and scribbled in her journal that she had in her hand.

Day 13

Shiki is being the usual annoyance that he is and I'm bored. Very very very bored. There's nothing to do! That idiot is still reading that book. He's such a slow reader. And he doesn't have taste. Idiot.

Oh, journal. I want to do something but I don't know what. What do vampires usually do on free days? I wonder what Shiki does…

Journal, you're the only one who gets to know this. It will never ever come out of my mouth- or anyone's mouth for that matter- so you and I can only read it.

I think…

"What are you doing?"

By that instant Rima saw Shiki on her night desk that was next to her bed. He was sitting at the edge of the table while watching Rima.

More like observing.

"W-what?"

She closed her journal before he could even take a peek at it and quickly got up.

She poked his chest hard three times and told him angrily. "Don't do that."

"Eh."

Instead of walking back to his bed and lying down like she thought he would he got his trench coat and started to walk out the dorm.

"H-hey, where you going?" Usually she wouldn't care but she had two reasons why she would.

One she was bored. Two she was curious.

"To a photo shoot."

Hmm. That sounds like fun. No, really…it does.

Not even asking if she can come with him or not she got her trench coat as well and her pink umbrella.

"We're leaving now?"

"…"

"I'll take that as a yes."

Both of them walked out of the moon dormitory together. Rima had her pink umbrella over her shading her from the sun. Shiki had his trench coat over his head protecting him.

She sighed. He looked. She put the umbrella over both of them. He let his trench coat fall on his shoulders.

Squish.

"…Did you just kill a lizard?"

"It got in my way."

After a semi-long car ride, they finally reach the modeling industry where the photo shots were being held. Both of them slipped out the car while being protected by the magical umbrella.

"Just follow me and don't say anything."

"…"

"Good."

The automatic glass doors opened when it sensed people coming.

Rima looked around a little bit amazed.

The carpeted pink floors complimented the white, soft walls. The place was two stories with an elevator –for the lazy people- and glass stairs.

Woah, nice stairs.

Next to the staircase was a white baby grand piano. The same one she had back home.

Home.

"Don't stand there, come on."

She automatically followed. She kept staring around and saw the secretary talking on the phone while waving her hand dismissively.

A brunette. She was wearing a black top covered by a black suit. Her black skirt and black heels made her look elegant but gloomy. Green eyes. She had a pretty smile. Her dimple never left her face, either.

"What are you staring at?"

"The secretary."

"Why?"

"She's pretty."

"Hmm."

"You don't think so?"

"Not my taste. I like blue eyes and orange hair better."

"How nice."

She wasn't listening.

"Pay attention."

Bonk.

Before she fully understood what he meant she tripped on a step and fell down hitting herself on the head.

"Ow."

Silence.

"You could of tried to stop me from falling."

"Sounds like work."

"Bastard."

"Shiki! It's good to see you, darling. Now— Who's your friend?"

"Touya, Rima."

"She's super duper cute! I'm so happy for you!"

"?"

"You finally got a girlfriend!"

Bam.

Crack.

"I'm not his girlfriend."

"Rima, you shouldn't have hit the manager on the head with your umbrella."

"Why not?"

"Cause now you broke your umbrella."

"You'll buy me a new one."

"No."

The manager instantly got up and did a little twirl. "It's ok! I'm alive."

Fast recovery.

"Shiki, lean your back a little bit. Souza! Open his shirt a bit more."

"Yes, sir!"

And she did what she was told.

Don't touch him.

Click.

Shiki kept staring at Rima the whole time.

"I'm running out of ideas for the shoot!"

"You're the manager, think of something!"

"Souza! Quiet!"

"Y-yes, sir."

"Uhh…"

He looks around the room and sees something that could be useful in the shoot.

"I spy with my little eye something cute to use for the photo shoot!" What does the manager think he's doing? He just can't grab Rima's arm like that, drag her, and then throw her on Shiki.

Oomph.

"You two can do a couple photo shoot! It's perfect. Oh, Rima! Pretty please, do it for me."

"Uh, no."

"Please?!"

"Rima, just do it or will never get out of here."

30 minutes…

"Oh! Please, please, please!"

"Ugh, fine. Just leave—"

"Yay!"

"Now, Rima, since Shiki is already lying down, why don't you get on top of him."

Grumble Grumble.

Rima did as she was told but very carefully. She moved slowly as she put her leg over him and unsettled herself very uneasily on him.

Shiki, apparently not a patient person, grabbed her by the waist and slammed her on him.

Shiki's arms were held behind his head propping it up while he stared pass Rima.

Not being use to modeling, she tried to put her arms around his neck while laying her head on his body, but while trying to put her arms around his neck she accidentally hit him in the face.

Accidentally.

Maybe she did know how to model but used that as an excuse.

"Ow."

"Move your face next time."

"Perfect!"

Click.

"A few more shots to go!"

Rima collapsed on her bed. She was exhausted. Modeling was way tougher than she thought. She didn't know how, but Shiki pulled it off pretty well.

"Hey."

"Hmm?"

"Is modeling what you do for fun?"

"I don't know."

"Why not?"

"Cause I don't."

"Fine." A growl escaped from her lips. Though she thought she sounded threatening, she sounded like a child to him.

"I wouldn't normally do this, but I want to know more about you. Tell me about yourself?"

"What?"

"?"

"You actually care?"

"…"

"…I play the piano."

"Do you?"

"Yes, I think I established that."

"Play for me?"

"Maybe."

Why did I say that?

Journal, I got some details for you. So, I went to the photo shoot with Shiki and it was pretty fascinating. His manager is gay. I also think that he gave me a compliment. I'm not sure…but I think he's starting to like me. And I mean like like.

"Shiki."

"Wh—"

"Duck."

Splat.

"You're the reason animals go instinct."

"Stupid."

"?"

"That was a spider."

"It's still an animal."

"Not an important one. I'm doing the world a favor."

"Then kill yourself."

Ouch.

Journal, I'm hurt.

"…I was joking."

"Night."

"Rima."

"If I were you I would just shut myself up while I'm ahead." Fake sniff. "By the way, you suck at modeling."

Dear Journal…

I think I kind of like…well, I think I like Shiki. Yes, I do have head problems. So shut it.

Rip.

Oops.

It's All Your Fault

Forgive Me?

Before you give me reviews saying that there a bit OOC, ( Or a lot ) yes I know! In a journal you're never in character. That's kind of the point, ya know. Letting out your secrets and info. Some people might be in character but I'm hell as sure not.

I just don't think I can do a humorous story if there in character, ya get me?

I also lost my humor, I think. Ah, anyways, now that my rant is done ( Yes, that was a little rant. I just don't like it when people say there OOC, I know they are ) go on and review.

Iloveyou (: